The past is history
The future is a mystery
The present is a gift
Making everyday Christmas
Filling the air with joy even when surrounded by sorrow
Thinking of the mysterious stress of tomorrow
Am I wrong if I spend hours alone
Enjoying the gift
As if I don't have a worry in the world
To find inner peace is the true gift
Making me filled with bliss
My hearts desires are fulfilled like I have a shooting star for every wish
It's only the gift
From every second to every minute to every hour
Concluding that time is an illusion
Leaving a closed mind filled with confusion
About the Creator
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